One Night Before I Was Thirty-Six

A fiction story with three people.

Note to readers: the following story is entirely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to the living or dead or almost dead is entirely coincidental. And dental!

One Night Before I Was Thirty-Six

I bumped into John on Broadway in front a store with a big window. Inside, people were spooning pickles and olives into containers. I knew him from the park. I like…